Maggie’s Slutty Journey Ch. 7.1

I slowly crept out of the bushes, I didn’t think about people seeing me walk in with a random guy, now I thought how bad it would have looked if they saw me walking out with one. I walked back to where I started, feeling a little discouraged that I had gotten someone off but he was too much of an asshole to return the favor, so it didn’t count, it was like sex charity work I just performed and I wanted the payoff. I looked around to still see the frat boys playing football and joking around, that felt a little too much for me at the moment. The girls still sunbathing and now checking out the frat boys, now on their stomachs, showing off their “ass”ets.

The nerd seemed too much into his game and I didn’t want a repeat performance of what just happened that he would just finish and leave without thinking of me. The emo guy seemed to be contemplated the mysterious of the universe, while also taking peaks at the hot sunbathers who seemed to have everyone’s attention today, like the old man sitting at the bench behind them. The old man who was now obviously staring at them, with his newspaper over his lap.

I bit my lip, it wouldn’t be the first older man I did something with, and it does look like he could use a hand. But this time, I need him to know that I want to as well or else, like most men, he’ll finish and not give me another thought. But shit, it would be so much easier if I could use my hands. I strolled over and without a word took the seat next to him, trying to act as nonchalant as possible, although I felt a slight jump as I sat and worried that he was going to run if I startled him too much or possibly give him a heart attack.

“Hi there,” I said gently.

“Well, hello there young lady.”

“Enjoying the view?”

He cleared his throat and took his newspaper and opened it up to make it look like he was reading, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“It’s ok, I’m enjoying the view as well,” I couldn’t put my hand on his leg like I wanted so instead I let my leg gently rub up against his.

He didn’t move away at my touch, “you kids now a days, out in the park tanning, wearing practically nothing, teasing all the men in the area, no shame.”

“Kids like me Sir?”

“No, you’re a fine little lady, that coat could use a few more buttons, but compared to those girls over there, you’re a precious little angel.”

I leaned in closer, “but I’m actually much worse than those girls Sir.”

“Oh, really, how so young lady?”

I leaned in a little bit closer to whisper in his ear, “because there’s nothing under my coat.”

I had no idea his reaction as he cleared his voice again, but could see clearly, he was curious when he looked down at my bare leg rubbing his.

“Maybe, you need some proof Sir?” I moved my head under his arm holding his paper and made my way to sit on his lap.

“What are you doing young lady,” was all he managed to get out before my ass made contact with the bulge in his pants.

His paper was now doing a pretty good job of covering the both of us, except for our legs and my hands were now in a perfection position to do something else. I slowly raised the back of the coat to show that there was nothing covering me from the waist down. I then leaned back so that he could now look down the front to see the valley of cleavage and skin that wasn’t being covered as well.

“Not an angel but a dirty little girl instead.”

“Yes sir, a dirty little girl that craves things she shouldn’t”

“Like, what kind of things?” I almost felt his words get caught in his throat, like if he says the wrong thing, I was going to get up and leave or scream pervert or something like this was some kind of trap.

“Why don’t you reach around and feel for yourself.”

He let go of the left side of the newspaper and instead of his hand going down to my leg, it went up towards my chest first, slipping inside and groping at my bare left breast, “not bad for a little girl, I’ve always been a tits man and I’ve had bigger, but these are nice and perky.”

He pulled his hand out, his little groping session exposed a bit more of my cleavage to the world, but still covered enough that I wouldn’t get arrested for indecent exposure, I also felt his cock harden under my ass and wondered if he was just going to cum by touching me alone. Then as I was hoping, his hand went down to my bare leg, almost enjoying the soft, sensitive skin as he took his time to slip it under the front of my coat. My heart almost skipped a beat as for a second my brain screamed, “why are you letting this random old man about to touch your pussy?!?!”

Slipping inside my thigh, red flags and sirens going off in my head, but then he suddenly found my slit and I mentally yelled back, “because I want to get off, so shut the fuck up!”

Like a child discovering a new toy or in this case rediscovering it, he slowly slipped his finger up from the bottom of my pussy, dipping his finger in slightly till he found my clit with the tip of his nail, causing me to gasp rather suddenly and flinch, the flinch causing my ass to rub his cock through his pants. I moved slightly forward and with my hands behind me reached down and found his zipper, pulling it down and with my left hand fishing his old, hard cock out. It was impressively long and hard for an old man, I could feel it pressing right up against my bare ass all the way to the small of my back and began stroking it.

“Dirty little girl, shameless little whore,” I spread my legs so that he had easier access as he shoved two fingers inside of me and in kind of began stroking his cock.

The faster and rougher he got as he fingered me and would pull out to teasingly rub my clit, I would stroke his cock and then tease the head. I figured I would teach the old man that pleasure received pleasure, you gave me some and I would give you some and hopefully that translated to, you only get to cum if I do to. The only problem was that he was holding the newspaper with one hand and any sudden breeze I felt would expose us or at the very least me.

The closer he got the more energy he put into getting me off, I wasn’t sure if the race against time was him thinking if he didn’t get me off soon that I would just leave him like that or if he got off before me how disappointed he would be.

“I thought those sluts over there were bad, but you take the cake you little whore, I bet your parents are so disappointed in what you’ve become.”

“Mmmm, I’m a precious little princess to my parents sir, I keep this side of myself very secret.”

Like an answer from the universe a gust of wind just strong enough to blow the newspaper to expose me, the noise of the paper to draw attention from the two girls who looked back at us. It was obviously seen where his hand was and what he was doing and the looks on their faces made me feel completely embarrassed but aroused at the same exact time. The blonde on the left had a wicked smile on her face while her brunette friend had her sunglasses slip down to her nose exposing her shocked eyes and her mouth gaped open from what she just saw.

He immediately leaned forward to grab the other side of the newspaper and in doing so caused me to nearly fall forward and in a terrible twist of motions, him leaning forward and me getting up slightly and moving back to not fall of his lap, his cock slipped right into my hot, wet pussy. He must have been really close and because his sudden penetration caused him to start flooding my pussy with his cum and all the teasing, sudden shocking exposure and his big dick cumming inside of me sent me over the edge as well so hard that I had to bite my lip from moaning out loud as I came.

We stayed like that for a few moments, partly because I waited for him to soften so he could fix his pants and partly because I was trying to avoid the looks of the two girls for as long as I could, that was one button saved at the very least.